I laced up my skates and headed out to face the jungle that is childhood. When the boys confronted me again, I dared them to mess with me. One ballsy kid lunged towards me with the intent of pushing me down. Quickly, I kicked that kid squarely between the legs with my skate. He crumpled to the ground as I hysterically screamed at his friends, “I’LL EAT YOUR EYES! I’LL EAT ALL OF YOUR EYES!” Terrified, those boys got up and ran like Hell. I’ve never felt so empowered in my entire life.
Last night I was fucking this guy, hard and fast with my ankles wrapped around his neck…Wait! Sorry. That wasn’t me. Where are we? I’m all confused now. Hi. Well…this year’s Christmas is already last Christmas. Hope all was a good time! Lots of family bondage and all for me. Only saw one friend from home. Boo. Ate tons, read a lot, made out with my dog…the usual. Back to the routine in bellingham. Wake up, work, come home, sometimes eat dinner, blog, sleep. Tonight, I’m gonna get comfy, have some brewskis and read. Its my new hobby. Check this book out. Wow. Please everyone read this.
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Many of my favorite songs from the past year. These are my top played songs. They show y’all my favorites and honestly some of them embarrass me, but hell…I can get over that
This is a fun find. Indie ish spanish music. El chico con la espina en el costado, or, the dude with a spine in his side. This is classic shit. I’m going to put this on a mix for my most favoritest spanish professor and she will love it so much we will make love together like old times.
Dammiiitt. I should have been born in a spanish speaking country.
Guerra en las trincheras del amor, guerra en las trincheras del amor. Gritos y disparos por tu amor…..classic/clasico
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I did used to write porn, back in the glamorous first years of living in mid-nineties New York on nine thousand dollars a year. I was paid fifty cents a word to write for gay men’s magazines. I wrote fake letters and the occasional “feature.” “You’re making them take way too long to come,” my butch lesbian editor would complain. “These are men. They don’t need the whole build-up. Just have them, meet, fuck, come, and then close with something funny.”
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oh hope this fourteen second clip makes you laugh…or sneeze
Classic. See ya and have a good one.
With love,
James Brown
Jill: Mel, can you get the door for me, please?
Jill: I’m leaving children
Jill: Mmm, Bye Bye, Mmm
Home for the holidays. Drove home from Bellingham last night on an empty freeway. Power has been out for five days in Redmond so we are staying at the condo. I had to lug my suitcase a couple blocks downtown but it was worth it. Had some emo time on the roof looking out over seattle at night with my ipod. I need a pad like this when I reach my grownup years. Had a sleep over with sissy and then woke up this morning had some breakfast, took the dog on a walk, exchanged words with some homeless homies and now we’re getting ready to go shopping at Pike Place, downtown, etc. Good day. Hopefully break will be fulfilling. Then on to California.
Lost power last night as well as a few brain cells. I am a fucking idiot and almost killed myself last night. I was awoken by the screaming sounds of my fire alarm. My entire apartment was full of smoke. I’m talking the bathroom door was shut, yet still full of smoke. I’m sure my neighboors, or better yet the entire fucking building, really enjoyed that at 4 or 5am whenever it was.
I came home from the bars and decided to make top ramen. Beef flavor of course because when I am drunk I do whatever I want. I put some water in a pot, boil it, add some noodles put the lid back on and decide to pass out. The pot, I wish I had a picture, it covered in a thick layer of grimey, sooty shit and sealed shut. The bottom is bright pink and cracked. I cracked a metal pot. Super.
But it was good times last night. Saw four Ab Clean former employees there as well as my buddys Andrea and Marin from freshman year. Marin graduated. Dammit. One down. Marissa came too. I carried her home. She no remember this. Work suuucked. I spit up a bit, but got over it and chugged a SODA and was fine.
So tonight I am going to detail my apartment. Vacuum the burnt smell out of the carpeting and try to go through all my to-do lists I started along the quarter. Hopefully these will be on my walls by the time school starts again. I have many ideas swirling.
Four for the sore…Grace Kelly by Mika
Comparable to Scissor Sisters and/or Freddy Mercury? Noice. Pure pure. He’ll prolly blow up big in early 07. Watch the video: here. Its guey fun!
Would post some new LCD Soundsystem and Arcade Fire…but I am le tired
Feels like a friday. Who loves the rain? Who has a truck and a long rope? I feel the need to go wakeboarding in some parking lots. Haggen is crazy. Trust me, go and drive through the enormous puddles there. Work is good. School doesn’t exist anymore. Its 80s night. I have some sippy waiting. So I’m in a good mood.
Y pasa el tiempo
y me paseo por tus venas
para matar todas esas penas
y que empieze la emocion
de vivir una ilusion
y que paso?
ya te sientes mejor
y quitate el vestido
y ponte el bañador
y apaga la luz
que quiero verte mejor
en contraste con el sol
no puede haber momento mejor…
Y ya comienza la infección!
Emily: Help! I can’t live without a woman. All I have in the freezer is coffee and yeast products. Ah. Ha?
Gawd, wind is so fun. Just chillin on my balcony and it gives me pleasure. I think I talk about my balcony too much. A plastic bag just blew up onto it. I’m keeping it. Its a sign of my destiny and fate. The lights are flickering. I’ve got my candles ready. The world is about to end. Bundle up and take the ride. It’s gonna be a long one.
A plastic b
Day is done…gone the sun…la de dee la de dee.
I am done. I have finished my 10th quarter of university and it feels decent.
Now the real question lies in how many more. My straight up guess is finish this year, so 2, plus another full year, 3 so total of 5, and lets throw in 2 more for fun. 7 more quarters. Thats a little over half way. Great. Now I’m depressed. Bam Bam!
If y’all have iTunes I recommend downloading this. It is free so don’t flip out. It has Lauren Graham from Gilmore Girls and is a story about a housewife who through blah blah blah ends up going on an adventure with some trick ass trannies. It is short, funny and a little bit of heart warming added in. I enjoyed it. It is called Gnome
Freak freezing rain storm today. I was napping on my bed and woke up to someone pounding on my window. Oh silly…it was precipitation. There was a half an inch of hail like material on my balcony. It was also very windy on campus today. I swear Bellingham is in its own little zone of freak weather. I imagine the seagulls are enjoying the free rides on the wind, that would be so much fun. Jealous.
Okay in honor of the quarter terminating forever I give you this gift. A Lo-Fi-Fnk song titled The End. I have spent some warm cash on getting some rarities, some Euro only releases by these boys and they are amazing. Boylife is thier full length album and is on some pretty respected Best Of lists already. There is a North American tour in the works and I’m pumped. It is thier more radio friendly pop song. They are two boys from Norway, gotta represent the ancestry, from Bergen to be exact. Yeah my mommy totally lived there her senior year of highschool.
I think I will continue the trend started above the some electro-pop and drop some more goodies. They’re tasty I promise. Dream On (feat. Robyn and Ola Salo)
Christian Falk
Wouldn’t be a fun day without a link. I am sure all my fellow students can have a chuckle at this. Its a list of your typical college student. Some of you may fit into it or some may be well aware of who these people are in your classes. I counted three different ones in my last final today.
I just got back from a midnight excursion to the McDonalds/Mobil gas station/McNastiness and something funny happened.
I parked away from the entrance a bit and as I’m walking toward the store, a woman gets out of her midsize sub near the entrance and grips the top of her door. As I get closer she looks really upset. This is a little bit uncomfortable to walk by I think to myself. She rolls up her long skirt and adjusts something in her groin area. She then squats a bit and a blast of water starts to pummel the pavement. Ew gross huh. I am slightly disgusted since there is a bathroom inside. I buy my things and fear walking past her again. I say nothing and keep to myself. I look back after a dozen or so feet and I notice beneath her there is now a bloody pad. Ok this is wierd. I make eye contact and she yells, “Don’t judge me.” I got in my car and drove away and little more confused and a little more worried about my finals tomorrow.
I hope that woman is a-okay in the head and is happy in life.
Here is yet another song.
This is Whaling Tale from Valley of the Giants. This song is a story. There is an old man recounting an adventure on a boat on the water with some animals and a depressing ending. Trust me. Listen to it. It is cute and long.
Good night. Buenas noches. And remember that everything becomes a little different as soon as it is spoken out loud…
